Strange Currencies: A Podcast For Songwriters

My Inner-life’s centered Like a good conspiracy My back was turned overlong Toward some memory Where I was who they wanted to be Faded photograph Wrapped in a robe outside The church I wrote these words Corporate daddy Told me their worth It was dignified work Contaminated future bats Hanging in a cave But drink up your idealism And think positive thoughts Today Cause someone will Pay Riding out the rain In my mind Underground Guess I could’ve been someone else If I weren’t so proud To make this sound I need an intruder Nothing is not wrong I’ve serenaded this brick wall Through seven cycles of dawn Internally rage at betrayal While grinding up the seaside fortress It’s a strange trip for a lapsed Catholic kid Uncovering what the secular worship The downtown world, the better future The hijacked producing an exception I took notes on their lesson How home should be a weapon Well this guy from Queens Don’t self-destruct Because fate disobeyed I walked my dog, I rollerbladed Watc